TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // I Could Never Forget You (Pt.1)

We had done it. We had escaped the maze and were taken away from Wicked. Today we were given new clothes, food, and shelter from this organization with other maze girls. Apparently, there was a second maze called group B filled with all girls and two boys, like our maze except the opposite.

We were walked to a separate section of the building where we would stay. There was one center room with two bedrooms connected to it, one for Teresa and i and the other for the boys. We were all sitting around the couches in the center room talking together. Most of the boys and Teresa had gone to sleep which left Newt, myself, Thomas and Minho.

I was sitting beside Newt with our hands intertwined. Thomas and Minho were talking about a few of the girls they met today while Newt and I stared at each other.

Him and I had a weird relationship. We were best friends; if any of the glader were asked which two were the closest, it would be us no doubt. We were two of the first wave of gladers that arrived together which created an unbreakable bond between us. There was nothing I haven't told him and vice-versa.

Yes, i thought it was obvious I had an intense crush on him, I could even go as far to say it was love, but I couldn't risk the friendship we had if he didn't return the feelings. For now, friends was fine with me if it meant he was in my life.

I had my chin on his shoulder and our eyes locked. We each had goofy grins on our faces but we didn't bother wiping them away. My right hand was tangle with his right hand, rubbing soft curled into his skin.

"Hey lovebirds," Minho called out making us turn to him. "Can't you wait till we leave to be all lovey dovey?"

With red cheeks, I rolled my eyes. "But we just can't control our love."

Newt giggled and wrapped his arm around my waist. "I'm just too head over heals to wait for you two to leave."

I giggled and snuggled into his neck with my hand on his chest. There were many times Newt and I would fall asleep on each other at a bonfire or in our shared room (Alby decided I needed my own room since I was the only girl, and after Newt's incident, Alby wanted us to be together at almost all times for mental support. I had no issue with it).

Suddenly, I felt a burning pain in the back of my neck. I sat up and gripped my neck with clenched eyes.

"Love? Love, are you alright?" Newt asked but the pain made it impossible for me to open my eyes.

"What's happening to her?" Thomas asked standing over me.

"My neck! My neck!" I cried out clasping onto Newt's leg. Newt pushed my hair back and pulled the collar of my shirt down with wide eyes. The pain then just evaporated leaving me with tear stained cheeks.

"Love you umm... you seem to have..." Newt stuttered.

"Shuck, she has a tattoo!" Minho called making me jump.

"What?" I panicked and looked to Newt. "What-what does it say?"

"It's says Property of Wicked. Subject A4. The Manipulated," Newt said. Minho then grabbed my shoulder and tilted me back before touching the black ink on my neck.

When I cried out at the immense pain returned, Newt pushed him off and held onto me. "Don't touch it! It's alright love."

"Do-do you guys have them to?" My voice was an entire office higher as I calmed down from the dull pain left in my neck.

"Here, check," Newt offered and turned to the side. I touched his neck and felt him tense before releasing it. I ran the tips of my fingers under his shirt and let his tattoo show.